Wu Zhonghua shouted: "Xu Zheyou, Zhou Youcai." ”

"Sir!"

Xu Zheyou and Zhou Youcai were listed.

Now that Yan Zhi is not there, Wu Zhonghua, as the deputy company commander of the Chinese Independent Company, is the highest commander of the Independent Company.

"You two stay, you don't have to go up. Our independent company must fight to the end of the bloody battle, go all out, and write the legend of the Chinese soldiers with our blood. If all of us die on the battlefield, Xu Zheyou and Zhou Youcai, you must take care of your wounded brothers and not fall into the prestige of our independent company. ”

"Sir!" The iron-clad man Xu Zheyou's eyes were moist, "Let's live and die together......"

Wu Zhonghua shouted angrily: "Xu Zheyou, listen to labor and management!" ”

Xu Zheyou: "Yes. Sir! ”

Zhou Youcai shed tears. He knew how dangerous it was for his brothers to go up in the face of the enemy's dead soldiers.

"The two of you stay, once our brothers who went up can't come back, the two of you must lead the remaining brothers to fight the momentum of an independent company, even if there is only one person left in the end, you can't insult the prestige of the lion of the East."

Wu Zhonghua shouted: "Did you hear it!" ”

Xu Zheyou and Zhou Youcai: "Yes." Sir! ”

Brigadier General Mariano Rivera La Paz's guard company commander was also mobilized before the battle, ready to go at any moment.

"All the brothers who go up, check the ammunition and weapons, although the pistol is not a big threat to the dead soldiers, but it can also save lives when it is critical!"

The soldiers again checked the pistol ammunition.

Wu Zhonghua continued: "The lives of all of us and the glory of all of us are given by our Chief Yan, since we followed him, we began to have a human appearance, from a rotten person to a warrior, we followed Chief Yan to be invincible, the devil blocks and kills the devil, the man blocks the killing, and the ghost blocks the ghost."

We will prestige the world and invigorate the prestige of China's national and military prestige.

Since the Normandy landings, although almost half of the soldiers of our Independent Company have been wounded, none of them have died, and this is the military miracle that Commander Yan has led us to create.

We have played the national prestige and the military prestige, so that the soldiers of the world no longer dare to underestimate the hot-blooded men of our Chinese nation.

We defeated the 116th Infantry Company of the Japanese American Army and disgraced the Japanese,

We did not fall behind in the process of wrestling with the world's strongest paratrooper company, E Company,

Our Normandy landings were invincible, terrifying the Germans and cheering us on the Allies. ”

Wu Zhonghua is a rugged man, although he has no culture, but he is iron-clad and upright, and the soldiers who were mobilized before the war are full of blood.

Wu Zhonghua gently hit the steel pipe in his hand with a Nepalese scimitar: "Chinese Independent Company!" ”

The soldiers drew their Nepalese scimitars, touched the steel pipe or wooden stick, and said in unison: "Chinese brothers!" ”

Although the independent company that was about to go to the battlefield had less than 50 people, its momentum far exceeded that of the guard company of the 3rd Airborne Brigade, which was fully manned.

"Brothers, let's go up, let the people who underestimate us see how powerful we are!" Wu Zhonghua shouted loudly and strode forward, "If I die, Fang You will take over my command, Fang You will die, Ma Ben will take over, Ma Ben will die, Fan Xiaosi will take over, Jiao Dalei, Li Dazui, Dai Laifu, you will pick up in order, even if you fight until there is only one person left, you have to beat the morale of my independent company." ”

"Yes. Sir! ”

The 46 soldiers of the independent company agreed in unison, followed behind Wu Zhonghua, and walked towards the battlefield.

I don't know whether intentionally or not, Brigadier General Mariano Rivera La Paz's guard company and the independent company marched side by side, they were all tall and strong, and the soldiers of the independent company were almost a head shorter than them, and their height and weight were two sets smaller.

The company commander, Captain Martin Weghorn, is like a giant-like existence, he is at least two meters tall, his arms are almost thicker than Fan Xiaosi's waist, one big hand holds a steel rod more than one meter long and a teacup thick, and his body is full of hormones, like a giant beast, walking in front of the team, every step Wu Zhonghua, who walks side by side with him, can feel the ground shake slightly.

Watching his guard company and the dwarf independent company move side by side, Brigadier General Mariano Rivera La Paz had a smug look on his face, and whoever watched it would believe that the guard company led by Captain Martin Weghorn crushed the Chinese independent company.

His words just now have already made it solid to show that the commander of the German 702nd Infantry Division, Major General Geeron Richardson, was killed by his 3rd Airborne Brigade, and this credit already belongs to him, and no one can take it away.

Standing on the battlefield with white blades, after the initial fear and uneasiness, the Allied soldiers had no choice but to fight up, but the only weapons in their hands were rifles and bayonets, which were not lethal to the enemy, and they fell into a natural disadvantage from the beginning in the face of the dead soldiers.

The ground was littered with corpses, all kinds of deaths, mutilated limbs and severed arms, weapons everywhere, blood plasma almost filled the entire land, and the ice that had formed at night, under the warmth of the sun and the scorching heat of war, had turned into blood-colored mud, and bullet casings were mixed with blood and bubbling in the blood water.

Thanks to Lieutenant Colonel Robert Cole's courage and skill, he led a platoon of soldiers to temporarily block the momentum of the dead soldiers, and although it gave the Allies a chance to breathe, it was still at a significant disadvantage.

The corpse soldiers wielded their long knives together like a group of demons, bringing a storm of blood in the places where the Allied soldiers were concentrated, and the ground was full of stumps and broken arms, and wherever their long knives passed, they were all severed limbs or weapons.

About to rush into the group of dead soldiers, Wu Zhonghua shouted: "Brothers, don't compete with the enemy with brute force when facing the enemy, we must give full play to our flexible advantages, the moves that the commander taught us in the country can now be used." Wait for the opportunity to get close to these dead soldiers and make their long knives useless, you can slam them on the head with an iron rod, or use a Nepalese cutlass to cut off their heads and kick them as a ball! ”

After speaking, Wu Zhonghua pounced forward close to the ground, avoiding the long knife that a dead corpse soldier swept over, and smashed the iron rod in his hand on the ankle of the dead corpse soldier, in the "click" sound, Wu Zhonghua stood up with strength, his body rotated 180 degrees, and the Nepalese scimitar in his hand drew a semi-circular arc, cutting off the head of the dead corpse soldier, and a kick flew in the air to shake out the slug-like soft and disgusting ghost thing, and the dead corpse soldier fell, and the long knife in his hand was inserted into a freshly dead corpse on the ground, and the blood plasma splashed.

Seeing that Wu Zhonghua came up and killed a dead corpse soldier, the brothers of the independent company were greatly boosted, and they learned Wu Zhonghua's fighting style one after another, first avoiding the edge of the dead corpse soldiers, and then waiting for an opportunity to get close to them.

Captain Martin Weghorn of the 3rd Airborne Brigade struck a dead soldier's knife with an iron rod, and sparks splattered in all directions, revealing a huge gap in the knife. The dead soldier slashed forward again as if it was fine, Captain Martin Weghorn raised his iron rod to meet him, the long knife broke, Captain Martin Weghorn followed with a stick and smashed it on the head of the dead soldier, the black and brown flesh mud mixed with the white skull splashed everywhere, the soft and disgusting thing was shaken out of the head, and quickly shrank and died after seeing the sunlight, and the head was smashed flat, and the dead soldier fell to the ground.

In the temporary command post, Major General William C. Leigh and Brigadier General Mariano Rivera La Paz, as well as all the personnel of the War Department, held binoculars and watched every move on the battlefield.

Wu Zhonghua's style of play is tantamount to targeting the weakness of the dead soldiers, waiting for the opportunity to kill with a knife.

And Captain Martin Weghorn's style of play is like fighting violence with violence, and it takes a strong and super strong physique to do it.

Major General William C. Leigh felt that Wu Zhonghua's fighting style was simple and effective, which could save the soldiers' physical strength, and could not help but applaud loudly, and then ordered his staff officers to shout to the Allied soldiers through loudspeakers, learn the fighting style of the Chinese independent company, not fight with the dead soldiers, find a way to get close to them, make their long knives lose their power, and then take the opportunity to smash their heads.